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So yesterday I was driving to San Marcos listening to the recording of Spettacolo when all of a sudden, I think I've figured out what has been missing in my life, what has been making me feel empty ever since I've been in college.
Spettacolo is this absolutely AMAZING show put on by the percussionists of Plano Senior High, when I was just a freshman. I can still remember going to that show and having to sit in the aisles of the auditorium because it was so packed. My mouth dropped, I was in such awe...I still am. I listened to that CD non stop in high school because it made me so proud to be in drumline, and just be to making music that hopefully would inspire others just like the Spettacolo show did for me. I could and will never be amazing as those handful of percussionists, and I'm pretty sure I didn't inspire someone like they did me...but just the simple act of producing music was so fulfilling and at the time, I don't think I ever really grasped that.
So I'm in college now, and except for the occasional times I go home and play on the piano, I don't really have music in my life anymore (except for my wretched singing in the shower...but that's more to annoy the people I live with, not to make music or anything. HA.)
I've thought about picking violin up again just to have something in my life again, but I am reluctant to want to join the orchestra here...I've heard them before...and after playing with the Greater Dallas Youth Orchestra for a couple of years, playing the most amazing literature ever written, I'm not sure I could go to little college orchestra. Or maybe I'm just too scared to try it again. I don't know. All I know is now I know what I am missing, and I guess I need to find a way to change that. But how....?
I went indoor rock climbing yesterday in Austin...ohmygosh it was so fun...I haven't had such an adrenaline rush in forever...it really made me miss home though. A lot. There was no Alexa standing at the bottom of the rock coaching me and telling me where to put my hands and my feet. There was no Justin or Nick leaving me hanging on the rope while they pushed me around like I was freaking Tarzan or something. And then I got to thinking that every experience I am having right now, is something I will never experience again. I may go through something similar, but the atmosphere, the feeling, the people will be different.
Most people probably have already had this realization, but I am just now having it. And it makes me really sad. I think I go through life too much just going through the motions, and I don't take the time to embrace everything.
Anyways, yeah rock climbing was so crazy! I am used to places where you are tied to a rope with someone balaying you, so if you were to slip, the rope/person would catch you. But this place in Austin didn't have any ropes. It was just you, the rocks, and thankfully, a smash pad for when you were done or you fell. It was such a rush just to feel yourself free-falling...it was crazy, and quite addicting I might add. I really need to start taking risks more often.
I think I need stop taking Dayquil...it's making me think too hard or something.
Spettacolo is this absolutely AMAZING show put on by the percussionists of Plano Senior High, when I was just a freshman. I can still remember going to that show and having to sit in the aisles of the auditorium because it was so packed. My mouth dropped, I was in such awe...I still am. I listened to that CD non stop in high school because it made me so proud to be in drumline, and just be to making music that hopefully would inspire others just like the Spettacolo show did for me. I could and will never be amazing as those handful of percussionists, and I'm pretty sure I didn't inspire someone like they did me...but just the simple act of producing music was so fulfilling and at the time, I don't think I ever really grasped that.
So I'm in college now, and except for the occasional times I go home and play on the piano, I don't really have music in my life anymore (except for my wretched singing in the shower...but that's more to annoy the people I live with, not to make music or anything. HA.)
I've thought about picking violin up again just to have something in my life again, but I am reluctant to want to join the orchestra here...I've heard them before...and after playing with the Greater Dallas Youth Orchestra for a couple of years, playing the most amazing literature ever written, I'm not sure I could go to little college orchestra. Or maybe I'm just too scared to try it again. I don't know. All I know is now I know what I am missing, and I guess I need to find a way to change that. But how....?
I went indoor rock climbing yesterday in Austin...ohmygosh it was so fun...I haven't had such an adrenaline rush in forever...it really made me miss home though. A lot. There was no Alexa standing at the bottom of the rock coaching me and telling me where to put my hands and my feet. There was no Justin or Nick leaving me hanging on the rope while they pushed me around like I was freaking Tarzan or something. And then I got to thinking that every experience I am having right now, is something I will never experience again. I may go through something similar, but the atmosphere, the feeling, the people will be different.
Most people probably have already had this realization, but I am just now having it. And it makes me really sad. I think I go through life too much just going through the motions, and I don't take the time to embrace everything.
Anyways, yeah rock climbing was so crazy! I am used to places where you are tied to a rope with someone balaying you, so if you were to slip, the rope/person would catch you. But this place in Austin didn't have any ropes. It was just you, the rocks, and thankfully, a smash pad for when you were done or you fell. It was such a rush just to feel yourself free-falling...it was crazy, and quite addicting I might add. I really need to start taking risks more often.
I think I need stop taking Dayquil...it's making me think too hard or something.